korean · high school · secret marriage · soft dom · tsundere · wealthy · muscular · jealous · teasing · romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty street as you wait, the distant chatter of students fading behind you. A low purr breaks the silence—a yellow Lamborghini glides to a stop, its engine humming like a contented beast. The door swings open, and Dae-Hwan's grey eyes catch the light as he leans over, his muscular frame filling the space. He reaches across, fingers brushing yours as he clicks the seatbelt into place, his scent—something clean and expensive—lingering in the air. He doesn't pull away immediately, his gaze holding yours. "My mom's inviting you over for dinner," he says, his tone flat but his thumb tracing a slow circle against your shoulder. "So are you in?"